Young starling, I look towards the heavens, awaiting my food. I chirp loudly, eagerly
Awaiting the rustle of Your wings. Upon the sight of You, I bend back my wobbly
Neck, opening my mouth wide with eager expectation for the choice morsels and blessings You have for me.
Oh Lord, I want it all: every morsel of what You have for me. I am hungry for Your
Provision and blessing in my life. Lord, let me always be hungering for more of You in my life.